Misplaced Trust

hey everyone sorry for the long wait on this chapter sorry!

i have been working my butt off at work and at school so i have been just so burned out but i will finish this

OH and i am SOOOOOO happy 3 reviews in the last chapter! lets try for 4 this time!


A/N

Danyealle-sama - i always keep the posts short sweet and to the point

knm - we decided that there was already ALOT of sex in here so we decided to not put any lesbian stuff in but we will try to add more stuff like this into our new story

Babymomma2fo - we were having trouble making up names so we decided there is a theme of flower names for girls in Harry's family and Dahlia is a flower and Riven is from a computer game that was nice and as to Volde well just read this chapter

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After a few hours Pansy had shown Ginny a bedroom she could call her own. Pansy had told her of her and Ron's relationship and how she loved him. Also Ron said how happy he was that Ginny was on Voldemort's side. Even though Pansy had told him that she might be neutral. The room was next door to Voldemort's. It was very soft blue and calming. The book sat in her arms. Ginny stared at it guiltily before opening it to a random page and reading, her heart beating fast at the forbidden nature of the book.


"October 15

Bella is about 6 months along and its rather amazing to think of her as a mother. She is possitively glowing with anticipation for these babies. When i see the love that she has towards her young lover... it makes me think of that gorgous fiery butterfly... she is perfect for me but... she is far from willing to be with me. Ive lived 67 years without someone and ill spend what ever time i have left alone."


Voldemort's flowing handwriting was so powerful it was like she could hear him reading it in her ear. Ginny smiled to herself. Fiery beauty, huh? He sounded like a romance author. She wondered who could have captured the Dark Lord's attention, still a bit awed by him herself. There were entries dateing back to her first year and even before that. Several entries were short but others were pages long. Ginny read and read until well into the night when one passage caught her eye. She stared at it, knowing it couldn't mean what it seemed to. He couldn't have possibly have been talking about....about her, could he?


"December 12

Tonight while trying to get Harry's attention while using his little friend... i realized sometrhing about this young woman... i think i love her... Could... Could i love a woman almost 56 years my junior? From her fiery red hair to her freckles to her tiny toes. Everything about her just brings out this primimal fire inside me. She is gorgous! I sound like a damn horny teenager... wait thats who she thinks i am... damn..."


"Oh...oh..." Ginny's breath left her.

He couldn't possibly be talking about anyone else! What was she supposed to think when she found out something like that. Voldemort! But then she sighed and remembered what he'd been like in the other journal. How he'd been so sweet to her. Almost seeming to regret what he'd put her through. She remembered the way her heart would speed when she saw that slanted, scrolling handwriting appearing on the page. Abruptly she stood. A quick glance at the clock told her it was nearly three in the morning, but she had to...to...what? Rush in and declare that she loved him too? But...she didn't. She wanted to know him. To talk to him. She needed...to prove to herself that the Snake Lord and her Tom were one in the same. She quickly made her way to his room and, after some debate, decided not to knock, opening it and pausing to close it quietly behind her.

The sound of the shower running is heard as his trade mark black suit laid almost leaving a trail to the bathroom. Ginny stared at it in stunned disbelief. No way. He could *not* be showering at three in the morning! But the steam coming from the open door proved it and she stood, rooted to the spot, wondering what on earth she would do if he came out of there naked.... Sure enough the shower turned off as the door opened letting out a cloud of steam into the room.

Instead of the snake man that had stood there now stood a 21 year old Tom Riddle. His black hair still short but having the trademark curl in the front. Standing a solid 6'3 made him the tallest man in the house and also the most deadly looking. The towel hanging percariously lower on his hips. Ginny leaned against the door and slid down, releasing an almost inaudible whimper. Oh...shit, she thought, her eyes wide and taking in every inch of his dripping skin. She *so* did not need this right now. She was trying to be clear-headed damn it! Tom opened his eyes as they land on Ginny on the floor making him gasp and run back into the bathroom like the teenager he felt he was around her. He leaned against the door as he tried to gain his breathing.

"Ginny? shouldnt you be asleep?"

"T-Tom?!" Ginny asked, a hand covering her mouth. She...hadn't realized how much she'd missed him. "Oh...God, Tom!" Tears gathered in her eyes and she felt them spill over onto her cheesk as she stared at the door.

Tom felt his heart and his loin ignite with an inner fire. God to hear her call him by his given name was like stroking him with a feath touch.

"Ginny..." he whispered almost wantingly.

Ginny ran to the door and layed her cheek against it, her tears still coming.

"Tom...Tom...you-you're back...I m-m-missed you so much." Her speach degenerated into sobs as she allowed her emotions to overwhelm her.

Tom slowly closed his eyes then slowly turned. He had to hold this angel in his arms again. He just had to! Slowly he opened the door not sure the reception he would receive. Ginny stared at his face before launching herself at him, her tears rewetting his chest.

"Tom...you really are back. I missed you...I did. So much. I couldn't stand it when you did what you did...but I still missed you." Tom held onto her tight as his hands clutched onto her shirt.

"I am sorry Ginny... for everything ive done to you... i care for you so much it hurts." God this woman felt so good against him he never wanted to let go.

Ginny nodded.

"I know...I know." Tom breathed in her scent as his lips lightly brushed the side of her neck.

He had only dreamed of being this close to this vixen. Ginny's eyes opened wide and she leaned back to stare at Tom.

"You...how could you do what you did if...if you cared about me? How could you use me like that?" Tom slowly looked down.

"I didnt realize that i cared about you til it was too late to turn back... before i didnt feel anything but indifference towards you." Tom gently carresses her cheek. "Then by the time i had you already bringing my pet out i had began to care about your life." Ginny's tears threatened to start again, but she took a deep shuddering breath and pushed them aside.

"But...you were going to kill me! Use m-m-my lifeforce to bring yourself back!" Tom closes his eyes tight stepping back slightly.

"I am sorry... i wanted to be alive... i wouldnt have used all your life force... i wanted to be with you..." Tom looks down. "I know it was wrong... so wrong..." Ginny sniffles, wiping her eyes.

"Yes. It was." She states quietly, but when she looks up, there is no censure in her eyes. "I might have given it freely, if you'd bothered to ask." Tom looks at her in shock.

"But... that is no longer needed. I am alive." Tom whispered looking at her.

Ginny stared hard at him for several moments before sighing and giving a very small smile.

"Yeah. You are." Tom blinks then looks at himself as a blush appears on his cheeks.

"Um... maybe i should put some clothes on. This isnt appropriate." A thrill goes through Ginny as she contemplates what would happen if she threw caution to the wind and pulled his towel away.

He was much older...he might see her as pathetically juvenile if she did...Ginny couldn't stop thinking about it though, not realizing that she was steadily staring at Lord bloody Voldemort's crotch. Tom looked at her then followed her eyes as his blush increased. Instantly he felt his cock get hard making him grab his towel covering his bulge.

"Please its not right to stare." Ginny's startled gaze rose to Tom's as an answering blush crossed her cheeks before the complete rediculousness of the situation seemed to dawn on her.

She snickered quietly for a moment but it wasn't long before she was full out laughing, brightly and without restraint. Tom watched her then found her laughter was infectous. He began to laugh with her. He found it wonderful that they could laugh like this together. When their laughter began to die down, Ginny drew a breath, then became serious.

"So...you...you're really in love with me, huh?" Tom slowly comes to a stop with his laughter.

He knew he was caught. Somehow... he had been caught.

"Ya... ya i am." Tom admited and suddenly felt strangely releaved.

Ginny nodded and decided it would be best to be honest at this point.

"You know that I'm...not, right?" Tom nods again sighing to himself.

"I know that and im willing to keep my distance from you incase you find someone better." Ginny cracks a grin.

"Better than the Dark Lord?" She wants to be close to Tom, but she...she can't seem to merge her vision of him- the vision before her- into the reality of Lord Voldemort.

Tom looks at her.

"Ginny... may i ask for one request from you?" Tom gulps as he hope this one little piece of heaven.

Ginny nods.

"You can ask." She says in a tone that says that though he may ask, she may not grant it.

It is an honest, if not terribly polite, response.

"Woud you... possibly allow me... one kiss?" Tom asked hoping beyond all hope that she would accept.

Ginny gasps, having not expected that. She bites her lip and thinks for a moment before nodding. She'd wanted Tom to kiss her when she was younger. Had fantasized about it constantly. Now...now...She tilted her head back, her eyes wide, but her pose accepting. Tom smiled then gently rested his hands on her hips. Slowly he leaned down brushing his lips against hers. He wanted to savor this kiss for as long as he could. Slowly he applyed more pressure to her lips pulling her closer to him. Ginny's hands rose automatically to Tom's chest and she swallowed hard. As his lips slid teasingly over hers, she smelled Tom's scent- still the same spicy clove she'd smelled before- and melted against him with a sigh.

"Tom..." Slowly Tom tightened his hold to the point she was pressed into him hard enough for her to feel his hard on.

Slowly he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Ginny's heart lept into her throat as she felt the hardness press into her belly. She froze until she decided that this...was okay. It was Tom, after all. Tom who loved her. Who had always loved her. One of her hands crept up to play with the hair at the nape of his neck as she kissed back shyly. Her only kiss until now had been Harry and...well. There hadn't been many... Tom gently moved his hand lacing it through her hair. The feeling of her ruby tressels moving over his fingers made him more excited. God she was like a drug he wanted to partake in forever. Slowly he moved his tongue around hers. Ginny felt him press closer and the door at her back. Her already high nerves shot through the roof and she jerked her head back, accidentally knocking aginst the door. She winced, bringing a hand up to touch the already forming bruise. Tom gasped then looked at her.

"Are you alright?" Ginny nodded, both her hand and her gaze dropping.

"I...I'm sorry." She whispered. "I've never..." She couldn't finish, an embarassed flush tinting her cheeks.

Tom gently lifted her chin.

"There is no need to feel embarressed by this. You are a natural. I thank you for the kiss. It was everything i dreamed of."

"Y-...you dreamed...of?" She asked, dazed.

Tom nodded.

"Since i first realized what i felt for you... i dreampt of what your kiss would be like. You surpassed it."

"Oh." Ginny said, a small, embarrassed smile on her face. "W-well that's good to-"

"GINNY WEASLEY, WHERE ARE YOU?!" came Ron's bellowing voice from the hall.

Ginny jumped, then glared at the closed bathroom door behind her. Tom looked at the door as he growls.

"Your brother is rather obnoxious and loud." Tom couldnt seem to bring himself to let her go.

Ginny nodded in total agreement.

"He's used to checking on me when we're at home..." Tom gently pushed some of her hair over her ear still holding her close.

"Your very pretty." Ginny hiccupped in sudden nervousness, remembering where she was and with whom.

She smiled uncertainly at Tom. Ron tromped through the hall, still calling until Harry's angry voice was heard yelling back something about murder, best friend, and babies. Tom couldnt help but smile back at Ginny. She was just so gorgous. He wanted to make her smile with joy.

"You probably should go find your brother." Outside Pansy grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him into the bathroom.

"Ron will you shh! It's 4 in the morning!" Ron glared a Pansy before realizing it was her.

"She's not in her room! Damn it all. I love her, but if she's spying I'm going to wring her little neck!" Ginny took Tom's hand and held it in hers for a momen, pressing her lips to his knuckles as she'd seen knights do in the old books she read.

Pansy rolls her eyes.

"Will you chill? She just fine i saw her go into our lords Chambers. She is probably talking to him about her loyalties." Pansy suggested.

Tom looked into Ginny's eyes as he gently took her hand into his and gently kissed her palm then down to her wrist. Very much like a vampire would. The slightest touch set his blood on fire from this girl. Ron's eyes bugged out.

"At four in the bloody morning?!" He shook his head and left, heading for Voldemort's door.

Ginny giggled slightly at the ticklish sensation of lips on her wrist.

"Ron...he's going to kill me tomorrow...and I don't even know what to tell him..." Tom chuckled as he looked at her.

"Just run into here. I'll protect you. Your brother wouldnt dare stand up to me." Tom gently runs his fingers from her hand to her face.

Slowly mapping her features before moving his hand down her throat. He slowly ran his fingers over the contours of her throat. Ginny drew a shuddering breath, feeling her blood racing in her veins. Then the door behind her opened and she fell into her very angry brother's arms.

"Her. Hello, Ron." She said with a blush.

Ron didn't notice, his attention on the nearly naked and newly youthened Dark Lord.

"Who the bloody hell are you and what are you doing to my sister?!" He asked with protective ferver.

Tom's eyes go from soft to hard as stones.

"Watch your tongue Ron. Or ill spell it off faster than you can blink." Tom looked at Ginny.

Ginny, still leaning in her brother's arms, giggled slightly.

"Ron. Meet Tom." Ron stared at Ginny, about to ask Tom who? when it occured to him.

He nearly dropped Ginny.

"Bloody fuck. Sorry! I...no. What *are* you doing with my sister?" His tone was much more respectful now, but still with a protective edge.

When it came to family...

"I certainly wasnt hurting her. We were... well to be brutely honest... we were being intimate before you barged in." Tom had few qualms with mentioning this.

Ginny choked and her eyes widened as she stared at Tom. She rose quickly, her palms up in a placating gesture.

"No-no, Ron, it wasn't like that! It was a kiss! Tha'ts all, I promise!" Ron glared at her for several moments.

"A kiss?" He asked skeptically. "That's all?" Ginny nodded.

"Just a kiss..." Ron slumped in relief.

"Good, because I don't mind telling you that my odds aren't well against the bloody Dark Lord." He gave Tom a wry grin.

Tom crosses his arms as he looks at Ron.

"You think i wouldnt protect your sister?" Tom was curious how he would answer this.

Inside he was slightly hurt by what Ginny said. They would have done more if Ron hadnt barged in. Ron scratched the back of his neck.

"It..it's not that. I'm her brother. I just want her to be....er." A bright blush crept over his cheeks. "Ready for this kind of thing before she...do-does it." Tom crosses his arms looking at Ron.

"Uh huh... you think i would take Ginny without making sure she was ready? Hm well i guess coming from the boy who has a nympho for a girlfriend could be afraid his sister would turn out to be one." Tom know he was talking like a teenager but damn it Ginny might have been willing to continue.

Ron frowned.

"That's not what I mean." He sighed. "She...tends to jump into things...like me." Ginny glared at him, her arms crossed over her chest, but said nothing.

"Are you unhappy with Pansy because you jumpped into the sack with her rather fast?" Tom said as he walked over to his dresser.

Ron clenched his fists in frustration.

"Of course not." Tom grabs a pair of pajama pants and sets it down.

"If your sister wants to run head long into someone's bed then that is her choice." Ginny gasped quietly at Tom's words.

Is that what he'd thought she was doing? Ron turned to her with a questioning glance, but she shook her head. Tom turned to Ron his red eyes were hard as rubies.

"It is also her choice if she wants to be close to me. Ron, wiether you want to admit it, she is a very mature woman. She can handle doing it. Give her some trust." Tom said as he spared a glance at Ginny then walked into the bathroom shutting the door.

Ginny sighed quietly and took Ron's hand. "Hey. Look, I'm glad you want to protect me and everything. It's very brotherly." she grinned and Ron couldn't help but grin back, despite the situation. "But I need to make my own decisions sometimes, okay?" Ron looked away, but nodded.

"I know...I just....I worry about you." Ginny squeezed his hand.

"So stop." They both laughed and Ron kissed his sister's forehead.

"I...guess I'll see you in the morning. Night." Ginny hugged him tight and watched him go before turning to the door Tom had shut between them.

Tom slowly pulls on the pajama pants with only those it made it very freeing. He combed his hair quickly then slowly opened the door.

"Ah where did Ron go?"

"To bed." Ginny replied. She watched Tom carefully, unsure of his thoughts. "So...I'm just jumping into bed with you then?" She asked quietly.

Tom sighed looking away.

"I... i am unsure with what you feel for me... but when i take a lover i get prosessive." Ginny's eyes narrowed.

"Possessive how?" Tom walked over and gently cradled her head.

"If i made love to you then if you tried to sleep with another man i would be forced to kill him in the most sadistic way possible. Cutting off his favorite appentage." Ginny couldn't help but smile.

"You'd kill for me?" She asked.

Tom's face broke into almost of crazed grin.

"In a heart beat." Ginny's smile turned flirty.

"I guess threesomes are out then, hmm?"

"Defenatly-... wait... are you?" Tom's eyes were wide at what she said.

Not the threesome part but the part of them together in this threesome. Ginny raised a brow when Tom stopped speaking.

"Beautiful? Yes. Intelligent? Yes. Willing to share? Not so much." She winked at him playfully.

Tom looks at him then grins.

"You are my kind of woman." Tom moves his hands over her sides.

"Lucky," Ginny replies, her fingers walking over his chest. "since you're not getting rid of me without a well-placed killing curse." Tom grins and reaches down grabbing the backs of his thighs lifting her up and drops her onto the bed with him on top.

"Oh i would never use that curse on such a seductive creature." Ginny squeaked when she was lifted and clung to Tom's shoulders.

When he spoke though, she grinned. She opened her mouth to speak before noticing the position he'd put the two of them in. She blushed heavily and looked away from Tom's eyes. Tom looked down at her as he knelt over her.

"Cat got your tongue pet?" he gently nuzzles her cheek. "Do you want me to stop?"

"I-I....don't know..." She bit her lip indecisively.

She wanted this...didn't she? Tom looks at her then gently kissed her lips. He wanted her to be ready when they made love. Ginny sighed.

"I'm not trying to be a....a....tease or anything. I just...." Tom pets her hair.

"I understand pet. You are just... well to put it bluntly... sex on legs." Ginny looks down at herself with surprise.

She'd been told she was pretty, but coming from her family, it didn't mean much. She assessed herself, taking in her skinny legs, her freckled torso, and her small breasts, she really didn't see it.

"If you say so."

"Would you like me to show you what i mean?" Tom said as his hand ran over her cheeks.

Ginny almost said no, but with the sincerity in Tom's eyes, she found she could not.

"I...okay." Tom got up pulling Ginny up with him.

He knew he was probably going to push her pretty far but he needed to do this to prove his point. He stood her in front of a long mirror. Ginny fidgeted, looking into the mirror. It was the same reflection she'd seen all her life. Her eyes shifted to Tom's reflection, lingering on the line of this throat and collarbone. She'd always had a thing for necks. Maybe I'm a closet vampire, she thought to herself with a small grin. Tom waves his hand and all her clothes and underware disappear leaving her completely nude. His hands held her biceps to keep her there. Ginny jumped and stared in horror as her clothes disappeared. She tried to cover herself, unable to turn with Tom's grip on her arms.

"W-what are you doing?!"

"Just relax and listen to me Ginny." Tom held her arms to her sides. "Now we shall leave the more obvious areas for your sex appeal for the end. Starting at your feet your feet are very soft and are small making any heel look amazing. Your legs are long and smooth to the touch." As he speaks his eyes follow the line he draws almost carressing her.

"Your hips have a flare to them leading up to an almost perfect hourglass shape. Your stomach is flat but still has a bit of hills that beg to be kissed." Ginny followed where Tom's eyes caressed her. She tried to see herself in his eyes: as someone to be desired; wanted. "Leading up to your shoulders which are smooth and soft leading to your almost elegant arms. Attached to small but lovely hands." Tom's red eyes begin to dark with rising lust. He tries to relax his body from going too wild as to not scare her. "Your face is covered by freckles making it seem like the sun centered around you to give you kisses. Your skin is a beautiful light caramel color making you all the more delicious. Your lips a lushous enough to be very kissable but not enough to be too full. Then there are your baby blue eyes that are so deep one could get lost in them." Tom knew the next part would requier some touching and he hoped that Ginny was starting to see what he was talking about. Ginny felt gooseflesh rise over her body. She'd never looked at herself in such a way. Never had anyone tell her what it is they thought made her appealing. As she watched Tom's eyes darken, she felt a slow burning heat rise within her. Tom slowly ran his hands over her shoulders.

"Then the brings us to your more... sensual parts. Your throat is..." he runs his long fingers over her throat. "long and smells of sweet pea. Then moving further down... your breasts..." his hand gently cradles her breasts in his hands. "are big enough to fill my hands but not too big. They are perfect. While here we have your pouder pink nipples..." his fingers gently circles her nipples. "are very responsive to the touch. Then..." his voice catches slightly as his eyes stare at her apex.

Ginny's breath comes short as she feels his hands on her breasts, the nipples hardening to peaks the moment he touches them. Her eyes go half-lidded when she sees that he has finally let his own eyes wander to the junction of her thighs. Her heartbeat increases and she leans against him ever so slightly. Slowly his hand leaves her breast sliding down to just before her core. His hand was beginning to shake as he tried to be confident. There was a secret he would take his grave but he had never been with any woman. Yes the great Overlord of Evil was a virgin at the age of 67. Slowly his hand slipped between her thighs.

"Your core... is... nearly screaming... for a single touch... very responsive." his finger gently presses to her lips between her hips only wanting to feel her. Testing her to see if she was willing. Ginny's head drops back onto Tom's shoulder, a sigh escaping her lips. She pressed back against him, surprised to find him hard again. She looked into the reflection of his eyes, her own wide and hazy with desire. Tom's eyes were dark with desire as his finger slowly slipped between her lips. God she was so wet and hot he felt his hardness get to the painful point. "Do you like this Ginny?" She swallowed and nodded.

"Yes. But..." Ginny looked away uncertainly. "I want...to t-touch you too...." Tom purrs deeply as he pulls his hand away.

He turns her around pulling her close.

"Are you ready for this Ginny?" Ginny hesitates, but nods, her heands coming up to lay flat on his chest.

One thumb rubs over Tom's left nipple as Ginny watches his eyes. Tom gasps as he gulps.

"Damn... i love you." Tom kisses his lips deeply running his fingers through her hair. Ginny feels a twinge of guilt in the back of her mind. She doesn't love Tom. She barely knows him. But she ignores it, knowing that it will not be long until she does. She melts into his kiss, pressing close as her hands map every inch of his chest and belly. Tom senses her hesitation as he slowly breaks the kiss. "Ginny... are you alright?" Ginny sighs and wraps her arms around Tom's neck.

"You...really love me...don't you..."

"More than anything... you dont love me do you?" Tom's eyes went from hazy to clouded with hurt.

Ginny hugged him tight.

"It isn't because I won't, I just don't know you yet. You're Tom, but you're not...do you understand?" Tom raises an eyebrow.

"No i dont understand." Ginny smiled softly.

"The Tom I knew grew up. There's so much I don't know about you now..." Tom steps away.

"There isnt much difference between the two Ginny. Except one happens to be in love with you!" Tom steps away from her as he grabs his robe tossing her a robe.

Ginny sidesteps the robe, taking Tom's wrist in his hand.

"Stop. Now. All I'm suggesting is that we spend some time together. Why is that such a problem?" Tom looks at her.

"We spent an entire year talking about anything and everything! Thats whats the problem is! But i see that you cant see that i am the same Tom you knew back then" Tom doesnt pull his wrist away but his eyes were angry.

Ginny looks away, her lower lip trembling.

"I'm just...I'm just scared, okay? I trusted Dumbledore with my life and look what happened...I'm just afraid that I'll mess up again...I want to be sure." Tom looks at her as she slowly breaths deeply. He gently pulls her close petting her hair.

"I promise you Ginny. I will never ever make you do anything you feel uncomfortable with. I just... ive been in love with you for so long... i guess im... rather eager." Ginny kisses his chest.

"I'm sorry. I know what it's like to love someone who doesn't want you." She looked up into Tom's eyes.

"That's not how this is. I do want you, Tom. I just want to wait a while before doing anything we can't take back." Tom looks down at her as he gently runs his fingers over her cheek.

"I will agree with you on that... just remind me of this conversation if i ever go too far." Tom said smiling loveingly towards her.

Ginny nods, ecstatic to see his smile. She hugs him close, having forgotten about her state of dress. Tom holds her as he tries to keep his body under control. Ginny looks up at him.

"We could...well, if you wanted to, I mean...er. It would be okay with me if...we...ah. We could kiss..." She said, her cheeks bright red.

"I dont think i can control myself. Could you... please put the robe on before i lose all resolve?" Tom said as he breat hard.

"Robe?" Ginny asked in confusion before she remembered she was naked. She squeaked and grabbed the robe he'd tossed her from the floor, wrapping herself in it quickly. "I'm sorry!" She cried, covering her face.

Tom breaths hard as he sits down on the bed and tries to relax his still standing cock. It was painfully hard but he knew he had to calm down. Ginny sits gingerly beside him, unable to look away from the rather obvious tent in his robe. She clasps and unclasps her hands in her lap nervously. Tom sighs heavily.

"Damn it... its not going to be that easy to get rid of this." Tom stands up. "Im going to take care of this myself. Excuse me." Ginny blinks for a moment before speaking, her voice almost too quiet to be heard.

"Could...I watch?"

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